Frasier: No, my son is coming to town. In fact, Dad and Daphne should be picking him up at the airport right now.
Roz: I didn't know Freddie was coming.
Frasier: Well, it was sort of last-minute, actually. You know, you remember I had that reunion of sorts with my old college mentor, Dr. Tewkesbury. Well, it led to a lot of soul searching. He helped me to realize that I've been defining myself by my career, and it's time that I rearranged my priorities. And my first priority is my son.
Roz: What is he now, twelve?
Frasier: No, thirteen, Roz.
Roz: Wow.
Frasier: Gosh, you know, the years really have flown by. I feel like I've missed so much.

Roz: So what are you guys gonna do?
Frasier: Oh, lots of things. I thought we'd go and see a play, and, uh, maybe take in the computer show. He'd love that. And, uh, oh, I've decided we are going to read Walden together.
Roz: Some vacation.
Frasier: No, no, Roz, it is, actually. You see, every year we pick a book to read and discuss. It's been sort of a bonding thing between us. Gosh, you know, I hate to brag, but Freddie really is a very articulate young man. He's very imaginative, and not to mention what a great sense of humor he has.
Roz: Oh, that reminds me, Frasier. Alice said the cutest thing this morning-
Frasier: Now careful, Roz, you don't want to turn into one of those mothers who bores everybody talking about her child.

Frederick: You know, I think I'll write for a while before bed. ... Whoa! Did you see the stuff that Grandpa wrote about you?
Frasier: Give me that!

Daphne: Roz is lonely, so I got to try and set her up with someone.
Niles: Oh, maybe Jack?
Daphne: Oh, there's a thought.
Niles: Okay, I get it.

Daphne: I once dated a guy who was so grabby I jumped out of his car while it was still moving.

Frasier: Hey, Niles, I didn't miss a squash date, did I?
Niles: Oh, no, no, no. I was playing with Jack Belcher from the club. He pummeled me but good. From now on, I'll stick to playing you.

Daphne: Where's Jack?
Niles: He left.
Roz: He left?
Niles: It was an emergency.
Roz: What kind of an emergency? Like he saw me and thought I was a dog emergency?

Niles: He said you were pretty.
Roz: That's it?
Niles: Well, he flew out of here as soon as you left the room.
Roz: Oh God, he was just trying to get out of this date. I've been dumped.
Daphne: Oh, I'm sure you weren't dumped. He was paged, right, Niles?
Roz: Oh yeah, the whole fake page routine.
Niles: No, no, not even. He actually called in.

Roz: Did I ever tell you about this jerk named Nick?
Daphne: I dated a Nick. My Nick had a silent "g" at the beginning of his name. He was Vietnamese.

Niles: I wonder who this could be? [opening the door] Oh, what an incredible surprise, it's Hans. Hans, come in. Roz, Daphne, this is Hans. He's a doctor from my building.
Roz: Nice to meet you.
Daphne: Hello, Hans. What brings you by?
Hans: [stilted] I'm a friend of Frasier. Uh, I was downstairs, so I thought I'd pop by, see if he was here.
Daphne: Yeah, well he's not.
Niles: But still, you could stay for a drink. Why don't you come here, sit next to Roz?
Daphne: Niles, help me fix those drinks, will you?
Niles: Yes, dear.